Lin Yuan curiously asked, "By the way, System, what do you plan to do with the money I earn from customizing songs?"
Is the system planning to use the money for an upgrade?
Of course, that wasn't the case. The system's response surprised Lin Yuan, "Donate it to those in need in this world."
So, it was for charity.
Lin Yuan nodded without saying much.
The following days went on as usual until April 18, another weekend arrived. Lin Yuan finally informed Sun Yaohuo, "Get ready to come to the company. We're starting to record songs today."
"Already on my way!"
Sun Yaohuo had originally planned to go out with his girlfriend, but upon receiving Lin Yuan's call, he decisively turned the car around and sped to the company.
"Feeling unwell?"
Waiting at the recording studio's entrance, Lin Yuan saw Sun Yaohuo, who seemed to be catching his breath, as if he had engaged in some intense activity.
"No... nothing."
Sun Yaohuo struggled to swallow saliva, forcing a smile. He wouldn't admit that he rushed to the company after arriving, fearing that Lin Yuan would be impatient.
"Can you sing the song?"
Lin Yuan asked. A few days ago, he had sent "Red Rose" to Sun Yaohuo, and by now, he should have practiced enough.
"Backwards and forwards."
Sun Yaohuo replied seriously.
A few days ago, he received the lyrics and melody of "Red Rose." After listening to the demo, his only thought was: worthy of Xianyu! If he couldn't make this excellent song popular, he would never sing his junior's songs again!
I'm not worthy!
Lin Yuan nodded and entered the control room of the recording studio. The staff on this side were ready, skillfully putting on their headphones.
Behind the glass.
Sun Yaohuo in the recording studio nodded to Lin Yuan. After the equipment was adjusted, he began the first trial:
"Dreaming an endless dream in a dream
The restrained red in the red thread
After all thrills, only pains from fatigue
Then, complete indifference..."
Lin Yuan didn't interrupt.
It wasn't until the complete singing of the first round that the recording engineer gave the first round of suggestions. Lin Yuan supplemented some ideas on the side, "The proficiency is fine, but your voice is too open. This song has an overall suppressed tone. Just seeking the feeling of sadness is not enough. When you sing, you can tone it down a bit, let's try again."
Sun Yaohuo nodded.
In the second singing, he used a more restrained approach. However, Lin Yuan still interrupted, "The emotional tone of this song is indeed somewhat suppressed, but suppression also has layers. The beginning part can be understood as mournful."
"Mournful?"
Sun Yaohuo nodded again.
When he sang the lyrics of the chorus, Lin Yuan made his third request, "What can't be obtained is always stirring, being favored makes one fearless. This is the second level of the song's suppression, a lament after the mournful feeling."
Some of these suggestions came from the system.
Some were from Lin Yuan's own understanding.
In the past, when recording songs, Lin Yuan used this approach. He didn't need Sun Yaohuo to completely mimic the original singer. Everyone has their own way of singing a song. In the previous life, Zhang Bichen also sang "Red Rose," and it felt completely different from the original version, but it was still very good. Although Sun Yaohuo had a vocal range similar to the original, that didn't mean he needed to imitate it exactly.
The subsequent recording followed the same pattern.
Lin Yuan and the studio alternately made requests, and Sun Yaohuo absorbed and understood these suggestions, continuously adjusting his singing. The recording studio and the live performance were different, and the version recorded in the studio usually had the most profound impact after the song was released.
"The next layer is one of suppression."
"When embracing you from behind, the anticipation is for her visage. As you sing along with the lyrics, you'll discover that the emotional expression in this piece is a kind of subtle self-mockery. It doesn't need to be intense; this aids in the timing of breathing changes."
"Skills shouldn't be overused."
"Most songs require singing with the mouth, assisted by emotion. However, this song demands singing with emotion, with the mouth as an auxiliary. Gradually shift from a soft sigh to a tone, but never escalate it. Instead, let the sighing technique evolve into a kind of strained lament..."
The advice from the recording engineer was plentiful at the beginning, but later, it was mostly Lin Yuan's explanations. The recording engineer mainly explained from a technical perspective, while Lin Yuan delved into the song's layers. The former was more objective, and understanding emotions was more subjective. Therefore, the most challenging part for Sun Yaohuo was Lin Yuan's guidance.
"Another disappointment..."
"Yet another letdown..."
Lin Yuan's explanations were not enough; occasionally, he provided some singing demonstrations. Vocal issues prevented him from becoming a professional singer, but casually showcasing the melody of relatively low-pitched songs was still within his capability.
After demonstrating his own voice, Lin Yuan said, "Did you notice? Before singing, take a breath, release the air pressure. You can change your breath after each sentence, inhaling and exhaling according to the actual situation. If your emotions are there, I can accept the imperfection in your breath."
Sun Yaohuo could only nod.
Most composers weren't as strict as Lin Yuan, and the opinions of the recording engineers usually prevailed. However, Lin Yuan differed from other composers; he had studied vocal music for many years. If it weren't for issues with his voice, he would be an outstanding singer. Therefore, his demands and understanding of singing surpassed most composers.
In a sense, the recording studio was filled with tools.
A composer like Lin Yuan, proficient in lyrics, composition, and singing, was rare. If all composers were like Lin Yuan, many people in the recording studio would probably face unemployment.
"Let's not record for now."
After hours of busy work, Lin Yuan finally suggested a break. At this point, Sun Yaohuo still hadn't produced a version that met Lin Yuan's standards, but Lin Yuan expected this: "Take the next few days to practice."
"Okay."
Sun Yaohuo prepared for the 'grind'—the meaning of practicing in the recording studio. One could practice singing at home anytime, but the studio yielded the best results. The equipment in the studio could provide detailed feedback on many nuances of the voice, and there was a monitor teacher in the studio who could provide feedback on the singer's performance at any time.
Lin Yuan then left directly.
In the following days, he didn't bother about the recording.
The official recording would have to wait until Sun Yaohuo completely grasped this song. Anyway, Lin Yuan wasn't in a hurry time-wise.
Meanwhile,
As time reached the end of the month,
In the literary section of the tribal platform, the showdown among thirty writers wielding short stories as their weapons was finally about to yield results!
Some even jokingly said:
This is the moment when the king reveals his face!
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